"What do you call a fish wearing a bowtie?"
Instantly, Sawyer frowns, an unimpressed expression on his face.
I continue to smile at him, urging him to ask as I grab his shoulders and shake him, "C'mon, Sawyer, you gotta ask!! What do you call a fi...
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Sawyer's POV:
"The wheels on the bus go round and round!! Round and round!! Round and round!! The wheels on the bus go round and round!! All through the town!!!"
"Donovan." I grumble, shooting him an irritated look, "Why the fuck are you singing wheels on the bus??"
He's been singing it since we pulled up in front of the mall.
Sighing, he says tiredly, "CocoaMelon."
"Quit." I hiss, glaring at him, "It's annoying."
"I'm guessing your niece is still in town??" Zachary snorts as we walk into the mall side by side. Elias chuckles as Donovan begins whining, "Dude, yes. I hum nursery rhymes in my sleep!!"
"That's hilarious." Zachary chides, nudging Elias's shoulder as they continue snickering with one another.
"Imagine walking into his room at night and he's fucking singing 'Mary Had a Little Lamb' in his sleep." Elias chuckles, and Zachary laughs along with him.
I roll my eyes at them as they continue laughing hysterically.
As of currently, the guys and I heading to 'Philocalist' to hang out with the girls. Plus, we're helping out the lady who owns the shop to move boxes or something.
Anyway, it, of course, was Marianne's idea. She suggested it during Homecoming, and everyone liked it. And, as much as I hate to admit it, I couldn't say no to the suggestion.
If it meant that she'd be there, of course I'm going...
....
DON'T QUOTE ME ON THAT.
We agreed to it, and now here we are. School ended a little while ago, and originally, I was just going to spend my afternoon staying home. Doing homework, my crosswords, reading a book (maybe), going to the gym, and trying to enjoy being alone. At least until the 3 asshats I call my friends, and Peanut and Evan would come and fucking harass me for the rest of the night.
"YOu sPEnd tOo mUCH tiME iN YoUr RoOm."
"haNG oUt WiTH uS."
"StOP beINg a HeRMit."
Y'know?? All of the bullshit people say??
So, I guess this is better.
"It's not hilarious. This is horrible." Donovan rebuttals exhaustedly, "As much as I love my sweet, darling niece, I can't stand it anymore!! I can't get away from listening to damn nursery rhymes!!!"
Throwing his hands into the air, he continues whining, "I wake up in the morning, nursery rhymes. I come home from school, nursery rhymes. I go to bed, nursery rhymes. All day, throughout the day. All night, throughout the night. For days on end."
